Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day Poem 2017

I wrote this poem a while back. Many of us have experienced this. I saw it first hand as a teen in a small town in Pennsylvania during the Vietnam War. It has happened throughout our Nation's history. It happened during the Cold War even though we supposedly "Won without firing a shot", and it still happens today during the War on Terror.

The poem is my way of honoring those that paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedom. Thank you. John Kairis, USN, 1972-1982

MY BOY IS COMING HOME TODAY

My boy is coming home today
Smartly dressed children at play
Proud woman pressing his shirt
My boy is coming home today
Military man's photo on a mantel
The doorbell rings, it is time
My boy is coming home today
Apprehension swells for all
A row of black cars at the ready
My boy is coming home today
Silent procession through the streets
A strong hand holds hers
My boy is coming home today
Red, white, and blue
Folded flag, volley fire, taps
My boy is coming home today
He always stood up for others
And gave his life for them

My boy came home today

Please feel free to share this poem with others through social media, email, etc. Share it with your friends, relatives, and veterans where it may mean something to that person.

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